** the first two are from a moleskine volant – art journal convert book that i began in the spring ’09 semester. the third page is from my “paris moleskine,” which actually isn’t a moleskine, but an “imitation” purchased at an art store in paris last june. that journal was my first and first completed art journal. eep.

something (now) greater than these two: love, freedom. what does that entail? ending: begin here, now. just as these words freeze, emit: transcendent phrases, now pulsing, freely. i have nothing before, i have no ties to this land, this memory or this place.
instead i am free ember, burning, racing – changing now to a wall following wall – a birth of common progress, now understood. this is something that seems existential (more real than flowers, purposefully) – this is why i reside, undetermined and now changing.